The Thin Edge by Peggy Townsend

The Thin Edge by Peggy Townsend

Author:Peggy Townsend [Townsend, Peggy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781503903234
Published: 2019-05-13T16:00:00+00:00


Aloa undressed on the laundry porch, shoved her clothes into the washer, and went to take another shower. The smell of dead body was still in her nostrils and in her mouth, and she scrubbed herself under the stream of hot water before slathering her body with lavender-scented lotion. It was an old cop trick, trading one strong scent for another, but it was only partly successful, and she knew lunch, and possibly dinner, were out.

She made a pot of coffee and threw herself into the chair at her desk. If Ruiz wasn’t the killer and it wasn’t Burns Hamlin either, then who was it? Could it be somebody from Christian Davenport’s past?

She called the regional office of the FBI, where an officious-sounding agent told her the agency wasn’t investigating the case and even if they were, they wouldn’t say anything about it to a reporter.

“Have a nice day,” the agent said and hung up before Aloa could get in another word.

“Well, you’ve just made that impossible,” Aloa muttered.

She sat back in her chair and tapped the end of her pen against her teeth.

There were always ways around an obstacle.

She flipped through her notebook, spotted the name of Davenport’s superior officer while he was at the detention center in Afghanistan, and smiled. It took her an hour of research plus another call to Steve Porter before she found the number for Retired Army Lt. Tim Everson.

“I don’t talk to reporters,” Everson said after Aloa identified herself and told him the reason for her call.

“Mr. Davenport was the one who told me about you. We’ve been talking.”

“How do I know you’re not lying?”

Aloa kept her patience. “He told me that he asked you to help him kill himself but that you wouldn’t do it. You told him a real warrior stayed alive to fight.”

Long seconds of silence followed. “OK, ask your questions. But just so you know, I might not answer.”

“Fair enough.”

According to Everson, Davenport had never mentioned any threats against him as a result of the cases he’d worked, and while there were a lot of people in the Middle East who probably hated Davenport, they were either in prison, dead, or scratching out a living in a village somewhere and couldn’t afford to fly halfway around the world to kill Davenport or his wife. “He was a hero. He didn’t deserve what happened,” Everson finished.

“Tell me more about him,” Aloa said.

“Chris was good at what he did. He was smart, driven,” Everson said. “He could find the needle in the haystack, then figure out what thread it was connected to. He could match wits with the best of them, stay in the booth for as long as it took. Real interrogation isn’t like in the movies, Ms. Snow. Real interrogation is about patience and intelligence and paying attention. It’s about being willing to live every day in a pit of deceit and hate and stink. Try spending hours listening to some guy talk about how infidels deserve to be



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